I've been a fan of this site for awhile so I decided to try and publish a story of my own. I'm open to review article but please be constructive and not sound like an bunghole. Hope you like it

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While I had always been a near looking guy ( mass said I looked like Michael B. Jordan ) girls never paid me a lot care. That changed my junior year. I spent my first two years of high shoal working out. I wasn't big, more than of a lean/cut consistency build. I finally hit a ontogeny jet and grew from 5'6 to 6'even, weighing in at 175 pounds. I combined my skills with my new height to lead the basketball team. I guess being the new star of the subpar team had its perks. Girls would constantly stare and smile at me in the halls or yell my name from the crowd at biz. While I welcomed the newfound attention, I was completely out of my component. I often got nervous and froze in the bearing of beautiful woman. My heart would pose extremely fast and my ribbon became a sweaty hole. I could tally a bucket in the batch with hundreds of fans cheating and screaming but put a pretty girl beside me and I was like a deer in headlight.

I developed my first crush on a young lady named Britney. She was a light sputter bootleg girl with a skillful couplet of tits, maybe a B-C cup. She had a gracious round of golf ass that wasn't too big but was proportional to the rest of her body. Above all that, she was very beautiful ( think a new lark Voorhies from Saved by the Bell ) and seemed like a very kind and real someone. To my pleasant surprise, she approached me after one of our few win.

"Hey Darius ! You played a gravid game."

I thanked her and mentioned how much I appreciated the support.

"Would you like to snaffle some food with me,"she asked.

I was immediately overcome with nervousness. While I had hoped for a position to present itself for us to go out, the me in my heading was much better at communicating than the material me.

I stammered out a,"Uh yeah. I'd definitely like that. Just feed me a few minutes to refresh up."

She drove us to the topical anesthetic late nighttime spot in which was of track crowded. While we waited to be seated, Britney started up a conversation and surprisingly I was able to take hold a becoming dialogue with her. She was really easy to talk to. We were eventually seated and enjoyed a prissy meal before she dropped me off at home plate.

"I had a really good prison term tonight,"she said.

"As did I,"I replied,"Maybe we could do this again sometime ?"

She agreed and gave me her speech sound number so we could proceed to talk. We continued to go out and eventually I asked her to be my girlfriend, to which she gladly said yes.

A few workweek later after a nighttime out I found myself at her sign all by ourselves. She put on a flick and cuddled up with me on the couch. The essence she had on was intoxicating and it felt wonderful to have this gorgeous woman pressed so close against me. We started some hard making out which was typical over the last few calendar week we spent together. I suddenly felt a hand slowly creeping up my second joint. While she had expressed pastime in doing more than just kissing, I had been reluctant due to my inexperience. I quickly sucked in a breathe to calm my nerve and managed to urge her forward by boldly grabbing ahold of her firm ass. That was all the boost she needed to cover her journey upwards. My cock was at its full mast of eight inches, anxiously anticipating what was to descend. She began to rub my pecker which, even through my shortstop, felt very intense.

"Hmm..even easily than I had hoped,"she said.

However, she quickly became distracted as I, not wanting to be left behind, decided to move my hand to her cunt. To my surprisal, she was already soaking wet. Being the virgin I was, I blindly felt around her pussy. I listened to her gasps as I ran my hand up her pussy. My finger eventually hit her clit which caused her to immediately buck into my bridge player.

"Ohh that felt so effective. Keep that up baby,"she exclaimed with joy evident in her voice.

I ran my fingers in scant circles over her clit, driving her closer and closer to what I hoped would be a big coming for her.

"I'm gon na cum all over your script. Please form me cum,"she all but begged.

She was moaning loudly with her eyes closed tightly. Seeing her in that state of bliss kicked something on in me. I suddenly felt in control despite this being my first sexual encounter.

I leaned in and whispered in her ear,"Cum for me Britney, cum for me baby."

Britney's trunk became strong and her legs began to shake off. She loudly confirmed my intuition that she was about to cum.

"Oh my gosh…oh my gosh. I'm gon na cum. Don't stop, don't full point. I'M CUMMING ! !"

She still had her shorts on so I couldn't see her cumming but I felt my hand get noticeably wetter. She finally opened her eyes and had this anserine grin on her cheek. As she got up and walked down the hall, I couldn't help but see her ass. She reached a door, looked back at me, and made a descend hither motion with her fingerbreadth.

I bolted after her, excited to find out what was next. After making her cum, I had an air of self-assurance that seemed to enclose me. Once in the room, I pulled Britney to me a laid a passionate kiss on her lips. I slid my hands down to the rump of her shirt. She broke the kiss and raised her arms allowing me to make it off her and exposed her magnificent breasts to me for the first prison term. I admired them for a bit, drinking in this image of feminine mantrap. Her mamilla were rock hard as I leaned in to suck up one. She held my foreland tightly to her tit, ensuring her teat would not leave my mouthpiece.

While suckling her breast, I gently slid her boxershorts and panty down. I picked up up and playfully threw her on the bed. I had her feast her legs, noting her landing flight strip above her pussy that pointed to my ultimate finish. I slowly kissed up her thigh which elicited a whiny moan from her.

"Either lick me or be intimate me but delight stop teasing me."

I was more than happy to oblige. I lined my dick up and she guided me in. We both let out hearable grunt of pleasure. Her kitty was unlike anything I could've ever imagined. I started out with dense strokes in and out of her puss, allowing both of us to correct to the new star we were feeling.

"babe this feels so dear but I need more,"she half moaned, half grunted.

I sped up and instantly felt the feeling of my impending cum intensify. I wanted her to cum again either before or with me. I reached down with my thumb and ran it over her clit. Her eyes flashed open in please surprise.

"Oh yes Darius ! You're gon na make me cum again, this time all over your nice tough dick,"she said in a voice dripping with pleasure.

Her voice had never sounded sexier and it pushed me over the edge. I hadn't asked if she was on nascence control earlier and by now there was no way I could work a tenacious sentence and ask I her. I pulled out and charge my cum all over her tits and stomach. This triggered her second coming which seemed estimable than the first. She pulled me down into a buss and moaned out her orgasm in my lip for a good 20 seconds. I looked down at her and she was the image of perfection. The sight of of my cum contrasting on her skin was picture perfect.

"That was absolutely incredible,"she said, sounding a bit bore.

"Agreed. I have a feeling we'll be doing a lot of more of that,"I replied with a puckish grinning .